Why Does God Endow Us

No One Really Understands The Grief Or Joy Of Another.

Why Does God Endow Us With Compassion?

No One Understands Another's Grief, No One Understands Another's Joy... My Music Is The Product Of My Talent And My Misery. And That Which I Have Written In My Greatest Distress Is What The World Seems To Like Best.

Why Should The Composer Be More Guilty Than The Poet Who Warms To Fantasy By A Strange Flame, Making An Idea That Inspires Him The Subject Of His Own Very Different Treatment?

I Want You For Always...days, Years, Eternities.